If Only They Knew

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I don't reread any of this.
I just dump words on a page and say that it's poetry for a feeling that so few would understand.
That's the joy in poems though:
everyone can interpret them in their own ways.
These can be about what has happened to anyone.
So little detail makes for so many scenarios that it can fit into.
I don't know if these make any sense though.
I pour words out and then leave them be.
Exactly how they came out is how they stay.
People chose to read these, I don't make them.
Interpret them so that they make sense to you.
You can make these to be whatever you want them to.